From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 642 The Strongest Dao Foundation

The Jade Pool has no sun or moon; its secrets are revealed only through the changing clouds.

Pure white lotus petals floated in the air, forming a simple and elegant flower base. The lotus platform, formed of icy essence, was permeated with frost that spread out like mist. Luo Qiushui, dressed in a green robe, sat cross-legged on it, her white clothes hanging down like fresh snow. She was as still as a crane standing on a waterside, without moving an inch.

At this moment, a golden sun pattern slowly appeared on Luo Qiushui's fair and delicate forehead, matching her cool and aloof complexion. White mist swirled around her, and her long skirt flowed freely, slowly hanging down in the air, as if Luo Qiushui's entire body was being gently pulled and swayed by an invisible force.

"What a stroke of luck! Qiu Shui, you originally cultivated my Yaochi Extreme Yin Water Technique, but unexpectedly, this thousand-year dream has given you an Extreme Yang Technique. Yin and Yang complement each other, harmonizing the dragon and tiger, which is in harmony with the source of the Great Dao!"

"You might be able to elevate my Yaochi lineage to an unprecedented level!"

A middle-aged female Taoist priest in long gauze sleeves stood beneath the lotus throne, looking at Luo Qiushui sitting upright, staring at the lines on her forehead, and a hint of envy appeared in her eyes.

This Yang technique appeared suddenly after Luo Qiushui awoke from her dream of Qianqiu; it was a top secret within the entire Yaochi.

Unfortunately, the strange phenomenon on the lotus platform did not last long. In a short while, the golden sun pattern on Luo Qiushui's forehead disappeared and dimmed, and her body, which was suspended in the air, also swayed. Luo Qiushui frowned slightly and tried her best to maintain her balance, but she still fell and landed on the lotus platform.

The middle-aged female Taoist priest was startled and leaped onto the lotus platform. Seeing that Luo Qiushui's aura was scattered and her face was pale, she quickly bent down and transferred spiritual energy into her.

"Master, it's no good, it still doesn't work. The technique is too vague, I can't circulate it throughout my body."

Luo Qiushui's face was covered in fine beads of sweat. She struggled to sit up again, her eyes filled with confusion: "I should remember this law. It's very important, but why, why can't I remember it all?"

"Qiu Shui, don't be impatient. The Dream Thousand Autumns Technique is profound and cannot be comprehended by you in a day or two. However, since this phenomenon has occurred, it means that the technique has already planted its roots in you, and one day it will take root and sprout."

The middle-aged female Taoist flicked her whisk, a hint of joy on her face: "In that case, your master can boldly turn down the marriage proposal from the Xuanhuang Palace for you."

"I know that those old fogies in the Xuanhuang Palace possess an extremely powerful Yang-Yang technique, so they have always wanted to harmonize my Yaochi Water technique, so as to achieve the Great Dao through the harmony of dragon and tiger."

"Now that Qiu Shui has achieved the Great Dao, there is no need to seek it externally anymore. I see that the Yang technique you obtained from Meng Qianqiu has an extraordinary foundation, and it may not be weaker than the Xuanhuang Palace. Given time, it is not impossible for my Yaochi to replace the Xuanhuang Palace as the number one holy land of Jizhen!"

The middle-aged female Taoist spoke eloquently, while Luo Qiushui lowered her eyes, like a cold jade breathing. Her skin appeared as translucent as jade in the cold light of the clouds, yet she also carried an aloof and cold air that kept ordinary people at a distance.

"Qiu Shui is entirely at Master's disposal."

"Yes, Qiushui, you must remember this: before you have fully memorized this Root Method, do not rush to condense the Dao Fruit and prove the Earth Immortal status. The Earth Immortal Dao Fruit is of great importance. With your aptitude and fortune, you can definitely condense the strongest Dao Fruit and glimpse the true Great Dao. Do not lose sight of the big picture for the sake of small gains."

Luo Qiushui nodded and lowered her eyes: "This disciple will remember."

The middle-aged female Taoist hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly:

"Also, Qiushui, the native of the ancestral star that you forcibly brought back from the teleportation platform has stayed in Yaochi for some time. I know you did it out of pity, but after all, all the disciples in Yaochi are female. Even if we keep him in the fortress as a servant, it will be very inconvenient."

"Moreover, the matter of the ancestral star is a hot potato right now. If we leave someone like this in the fortress, it will inevitably cause trouble. The disciples under my command have all complained to me about this matter. Qiushui, as the Moon Lord of Yaochi, there are some things I hope you can handle properly."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qiushui frowned slightly and immediately bowed her head: "This disciple understands. After the Yaochi Immortal Gathering ends, this disciple will deal with that person properly."

"Hmm." The middle-aged female Taoist priest flicked her robe and looked at Luo Qiushui with affection.

She knew her disciple's temperament; from a young age, he had always been unambitious, letting everything take its natural course, and had never disobeyed his master.

However, after Meng Qianqiu woke up this time, she often looked up and stared blankly, as if she had something on her mind. But when asked in detail, she always seemed to know nothing.

"Great opportunities are often accompanied by dangers. I hope Qiu Shui can overcome this obstacle. The fate of our Yaochi lineage rests on Qiu Shui."

With a sigh, the middle-aged female Taoist priest sighed a few more times, gave detailed instructions, and then drifted away.

At this moment, the entire lotus platform was empty, with only Luo Qiushui remaining.
Luo Qiushui tried to meditate several times, but always seemed to drift off into a daze. After several attempts, she had to give up. Instead, she sat on the lotus platform and watched the clouds over the Jade Pool alone. She was barefoot, and the bells on her fair ankles jingled as they were enveloped in the mist.

Empty, so empty.
Below, verdant mountains float above a vast sea of ​​clouds, with countless inverted, strangely shaped peaks hanging silently like star rings. The cranes that once roamed the sky have vanished without a trace, leaving only the cold moon casting a melancholy shadow on the pond.

This is a spectacle that many ordinary people will never be able to witness in their entire lives, and it is also the place where Luo Qiushui has cultivated herself for thousands of years.

The Supreme Nine Sect, the Jade Pool Immortal Fortress.

But never before in a thousand years has Luo Qiushui felt so cold looking at the scenery that had remained unchanged for a thousand years.

In my hazy memory, there was also such a place, shrouded in mist all day long, with Taoist temples and immortal palaces, and cultivators traversing among the clouds.

Even the Taoist priest in the green robe in the mountains didn't seem to be a proper cultivator.

Thinking of this, Luo Qiushui smiled knowingly on her perpetually aloof face, and when she realized it, she didn't even know why.

The scenery there was not as magnificent as the Jade Pool, the mountains were not majestic, and the Taoist temples and palaces were extremely simple, yet they always appeared before her eyes, disturbing her meditation.

Especially the young Taoist priest in the green robe.

But when Luo Qiushui desperately tried to make out the outline of the mountain and the Taoist priest in the green robe, it vanished as quickly as it was touched.
It was as if it really was just a dream, an obsession of hers.

"Ok?"

As she frowned in thought, Luo Qiushui suddenly felt a burning sensation on her forehead. Looking through the reflection of the smooth lotus platform, she saw the golden sun image suddenly appear between her brows, flashing as if it were reflecting something else.

"Has an artifact related to this Yang technique appeared?"

Luo Qiushui suddenly stood up, feeling an increasingly burning sensation between her brows, so intense that her entire body seemed to be unstable.

"It's not only related to this Yang method, but it also seems to be related to myself?"

Gazing in the direction where the golden sun's shadow echoed, after a few seconds of contemplation, Luo Qiushui rose gracefully, flew barefoot down from the clouds, and with her ribbons fluttering, resolutely headed east.

Three days later, when the female Taoist servants discovered that Luo Qiushui was missing, the entire Yaochi was thrown into chaos.
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"This Yan Jin is already an Earth Immortal, and he's still a cuckold?"

In the rebuilt Jianruo City of Dali, Li Yang, having gathered information from Wu Nanfeng and Bai Yingluo, felt a sense of peace and tranquility. He had already subtly deduced that this Yan Jin Immortal Lord had a Daoist partner, and that partner was none other than Dan Yu Immortal Lord, the master of Huo Ya Daozi Wu Nanfeng.

However, this Immortal Lord Danyu, Wu Qiye, is somewhat fond of being a wife and keeps many male lovers and sexual partners...

It is said that when Yan Jin was a human immortal, he was forcibly slept with by Dan Yu Immortal Lord. Because Yan Jin had some background, he forcibly pursued Dan Yu Immortal Lord's responsibility. In the end, the higher-ups argued that the two of them should become Daoist partners.

However, after that, Immortal Lord Danyu remained incorrigible, indulging in nightly revelry. At that time, Yan Jin, being a mere Immortal, was no match for Immortal Lord Danyu, so he diligently cultivated. However, even after advancing to the Earth Immortal realm, he still couldn't defeat him. Helpless, he had to move out alone.

Li Yang suspected that Yan Jin was so frustrated that he didn't want to face his 'fellow travelers' at home, which is why he was the first to run to the ancestral star and become his first experience point.

Thinking of this, Li Yang was speechless and choked with emotion as he gazed at the blue sky.

He now understood why Wu Nanfeng had always given him a knowing look when the topic of Luo Wuji came up these past few days, showing absolutely no intention of avenging his junior brother.
This Luo Wuji is said to be a disciple of Immortal Lord Danyu and a junior disciple of Yan Jin, but in reality, he is also one of Immortal Lord Danyu's furnace vessels and a fellow practitioner of Yan Jin...

Luo Wuji's entire cultivation technique was taught by Immortal Lord Danyu. Li Yang probably suffered too much from Immortal Lord Danyu's cultivation in Purgatory Valley, and that's why he became even more perverted and started harming others, ultimately falling into Li Yang's hands.

Therefore, it was perfectly reasonable for Immortal Lord Yan Jin to be filled with resentment and kill his Daoist partner's lover in a fit of rage. No one could hold him accountable for his mistake.

Even Li Yang himself didn't expect that a problem he had been planting for so long would be resolved in such a reasonable way.

In a newly built Taoist temple for Li Yang in Jianruo City, Wu Nanfeng waited somewhat reservedly beside Li Yang:
"Master Uncle, things here have been mostly resolved. Your junior nephew has already reported your situation to the valley. The Grand Elder of the valley is very concerned about you and is urging you to return to the valley as soon as possible..."

"No rush, I still have some things to take care of in Dali."

Li Yang waved his hand, appearing calm and collected, but inside he was panicking terribly.
He was confident he could deceive even the mortal and earth immortals, but facing a celestial immortal giant he had never encountered before, Li Yang was truly unsure and worried that his disguise would be exposed.

Exposing your true identity in front of a celestial being could be fatal.

Therefore, Li Yang had to be extremely cautious.

"Actually, I can guess why the Grand Elder is so eager for you to return to the valley, Uncle Master..."

"Oh? Tell me?"

Wu Nanfeng immediately bowed and said, "Uncle-Master, the Yaochi Dharma Assembly at Yaochi Immortal Fortress is about to begin. There are still Earth Immortals who can fight in the valley, but the Human Immortals are really lacking."

"Not to mention the many Dao disciples and saintesses of the Xuanhuang Palace, even the Moon Lord Luo Qiushui, who recently awakened in Yaochi, is extremely difficult to deal with. According to the comments of the Immortal Venerable, she may have reached the pinnacle of the Human Immortal realm and forged the strongest foundation of the Great Dao."

"In previous Yaochi Dharma Assemblies, our Purgatory Valley was rather disappointing, which greatly displeased several Immortal Venerables in the valley. I dared not hide it and reported the news of your killing of the rogue cultivator Zhang Hengming to your master. As expected, you have been selected as the human immortal from the valley to fight."

"There's more to this than meets the eye?" Li Yang exclaimed softly, frowning slightly. "What are the rewards for the Yaochi Dharma Assembly?"

"The three leaders can each receive a peach from the Yaochi Ancestral Tree. Eating it can increase their cultivation by one hundred to three hundred years, and they will also receive rewards from various sects."

"Duo... Duo Shao?" Li Yang jumped up from the futon, his eyes practically gleaming with greed. "How many years of cultivation do you think I'll gain?"

“One hundred to three hundred years… this depends on the three levels of status,” Wu Nanfeng said hesitantly.

"Enough, enough, enough!" Li Yang waved his hand, the green light in his eyes growing stronger.
What he lacks most right now is time! Even with the minimum of one hundred years of peaches of immortality, plus his special abilities, he should be able to gain twenty or thirty years of cultivation, right?
The Dao Fruit of the Earth Immortal, here it is!
Li Yang suppressed his excitement and forced himself to sit down cross-legged again.

Now he really needs to plan carefully.

Going directly to Purgatory Valley is definitely not an option; the risk is too great, it's no different from sending someone to their death.

Staying in Dali indefinitely won't work either, otherwise we'll lose our spots at the Yaochi Dharma Assembly, and those immortals in the Purgatory Valley will definitely become suspicious.

After a moment's thought, Li Yang's expression shifted between relaxation and tension several times before he finally made up his mind.

You can't catch a wolf without risking your cubs, so let's go for it!

Li Yang glanced at Wu Nanfeng with a serious expression.

"Nephew, have you ever heard of the Fire Root Technique?"

Wu Nanfeng froze, then his eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body trembled...
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In the evening, Li Yang bid farewell to Wu Nanfeng on the city wall of Jianruo City, and patted Wu Nanfeng on the shoulder with a smile.

"Nanfeng, the Fire Root Technique is of utmost importance. My senior uncle still has karmic debts to settle in Dali. You must take this technique back to the valley and be extremely careful in everything you do, without any mistakes."

Wu Nanfeng's expression was a mix of crying and laughing, and his whole body was trembling. In the end, he could only nod with a bitter smile.

Fire-type ancestral law, it really is a fire-type ancestral law!

Wu Nanfeng knew exactly what he possessed: a supreme root technique that could attract the attention of celestial giants who would hunt him down and seize it, a legendary source of the Dao!
Especially the Fire-type Ancestral Law—he had heard how obsessed the Immortal Venerables in the valley were with this ancestral law; it was practically a cheat code for fire cultivators.
He was now starting to doubt whether he would make it to Purgatory Valley alive.

"Go in peace, and give my regards to the Immortal Venerable and fellow Daoists in the valley."

Li Yang patted Wu Nanfeng on the shoulder, smiling broadly.

Wu Nanfeng laughed and cried at the same time. After bidding farewell to Li Yang, he dared not use his dazzling and awesome Fire Cloud Escape Technique. He made up a flying incantation and flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Li Yang watched as Wu Nanfeng's figure disappeared into the clouds and mist until it became a black dot. His smile slowly faded.
He didn't believe anyone in this world could resist the temptation of a text that aligned with their fundamental principles, especially not those Earth Immortals or Celestial Immortals.

A group of old fogies who have cultivated fire magic for millions of years, who did not immediately go into seclusion after obtaining the root method of fire magic, that's what they are.

Once most of the celestial and earthly immortals have finished their seclusion, that will be the time for him to head to the Valley of Purgatory...

Lost in thought, Li Yang turned around and looked at Li Qing and Bai Yingluo, who were looking at him with complicated and restrained expressions below the city, and sighed.

He did not lie to Wu Nanfeng; he did indeed have karmic debts to settle in Dali.

(End of this chapter)